My One In A Million Wife (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 182

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 182

“Unfortunately, I don’t think we’re actually friends.” Ashlyn interrupted Lyanna mid-sentence.

A certain gleam flashed across Ashlyn’s lovely eyes. “It’s your birthday today, Ms. Larson. I know that all of you will call me a bully if my request is too much, but I won’t tolerate the blatant disrespect your brother showed me just now.”

Lyanna looked at Ashlyn, forcing herself to smile pleasantly. “Then what are you asking for, Ms. Berry?”

Everyone could hear Ashlyn’s cold voice ring throughout the private room clearly. “The Larsons have a plot of land in the southern outskirts of the city. That particular piece of land isn’t worth a lot because it’s abandoned and located in a remote area. A lot of people have been negotiating with Mr. Larson to purchase it recently, but he just kept increasing the price until it currently stands at one hundred and fifty million. If you’re truly keen on making it up to me, how about this? I’ll buy that piece of land for eighty million.”

Everyone was shocked at her impeccable logic and crystal clear reasoning.

Damian gnashed his teeth in frustration upon hearing Ashlyn’s request. “You—”

Lyanna tugged him back warningly. “Don’t be impulsive, Damian.”

She then looked at Ashlyn and said politely, “This is a matter that concerns business, Ms. Berry. I’m afraid that neither my brother nor I can decide on that. You’ll have to meet my father personally.”

At this point, Lucas was nearly green with envy. His mind was churning with thoughts.

If she wants land, I’ve got plenty of it too! I don’t even want my money, she can just take it all!

Why is she so obsessed with the Larsons’ worthless piece of land anyway?

It was infuriating. The frustration boiled in his veins quietly until Lucas felt like he would go mad with the annoyance of it all.

“Goddess, are you sure you have eighty million?” Winsor asked worriedly, looking at Ashlyn anxiously. “That’s eighty million you’re talking about.”

Nobody else in the room actually believed that Ashlyn could produce eighty million on a whim. Naturally, the Larson siblings were no exception. That was why Lyanna urged Damian to be calm and bide his time.

“Of course, I have the money. After all, I have every intention of buying that land.” Ashlyn’s expression remained frigid. “Eighty million. No more, no less. I know that the Larsons won’t gain anything by hoarding that piece of land either.”